A Love Story Between Doctors and Nurses

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Having worked for several years, I've become a fairly senior doctor with some experience, and I've even received the benefits of an associate chief physician. Naturally, this has led to more opportunities for further training. I remember once having a minor argument with my beloved nurse. Afterwards, I was quite upset. We were both young then, and both of us were hot-tempered, neither willing to give in. But we worked in the same department, seeing each other constantly, yet neither was willing to yield. Aside from work-related matters, we ignored each other. This stalemate lasted for about a week. Just when I was about to lose my temper and try to reconcile with my nurse, I was sent to a higher-level hospital for training for over half a month. Because this training would lead to a promotion to chief physician (there were limited spots), and the doctors who were promoted could apply for the same position for their department... With the new equipment, the hospital director valued me highly. He spoke with me privately one evening, urging me to put aside my personal feelings and fight for this opportunity. This would give me a chance to apply for new and more advanced equipment (at that time, hospital equipment was distributed uniformly by the provincial medical institution). It was quite difficult for hospitals in small towns to apply for new equipment; only good doctors had the opportunity. Naturally, I became the hospital's hope (because in small hospitals, all important surgical patients had to be treated elsewhere). Coupled with my efforts and the effectiveness of my treatments, I became quite well-known in our medical institution. I participated in the treatment of many difficult gynecological cases, contributing my suggestions and treatment methods, which yielded some results. Therefore, I could be a key candidate for development by the hospital.

So, I set off for my training early the next morning and didn't arrive at the higher-level hospital in our area until after midnight. A driver and a nurse picked me up. Since I've always suffered from motion sickness, this time was no exception. After getting out of the car, I vomited violently for a while, emptying my stomach lining before I felt a little better. When I saw it was an ambulance, I was terrified, but I didn't say anything. I forced myself to get in the car and return to the hospital's guesthouse, which was also the accommodation for single medical staff, only the facilities were better than those for single staff. After getting out of the car, the nurse helped me to my room. I lay down for a while, and the nurse asked if I wanted to eat. I said I felt too awful to eat and just wanted to sleep. She said, "Okay, you should rest first. I'm going back." I said, "Okay, thank you."

After a good night's rest, I woke up feeling refreshed the next morning. After washing up, I went out to a restaurant and ate my favorite dish: lamb offal soup with white pancakes. After a satisfying meal, I returned to the hospital to report for duty. The vice-director (a woman) jokingly said, "The gynecology expert is here!" I replied, "I'm ashamed to call myself an expert. Your skills are far superior, Director!" (flattering her). Everyone laughed. The director then called me to her office and explained the training details. She then called over the nurse who had picked me up the day before and told me she was my assistant, the head nurse of the hospital, and a very capable nurse. I could see clearly now that she was about 30 years old (about 3-4 years older than me), over 1.65 meters tall, rather plump but not fat, with an average appearance—not beautiful but not ugly either. She looked energetic, but I sensed a hint of sadness in her smile. I quickly stood up and said, "It's a pleasure to meet you. Thank you so much for taking care of me yesterday." The director asked, somewhat puzzled, "How did she take care of you?" I briefly recounted my motion sickness experience. Although we work in the same system, my training sessions are always very short. I've met her before, but we're not close. She was very generous, saying, "I've heard so much about you! I hope you'll get to know me better. Don't be shy!" This made me a little embarrassed. Then the director had a nurse lead me to the conference room, gave me the training materials and topics, and told me to study them carefully and offer my own opinions, treatment plans, and insights. After a morning of communication, we were all quite familiar with each other, so we were much more relaxed and didn't need to be so polite. At lunchtime, we ate together in the cafeteria. That was when I was on duty. The doctors and single nurses all ate in the cafeteria. I knew several of the gynecology nurses, and I jokingly said, "Sister Qin (I just realized her name is Qin), how did you manage to lure our handsome doctor here?" Qin replied, "Don't talk nonsense, he's here for further training." Then we all ate lunch together amidst laughter and chatter. After lunch, I went back to the conference room alone to review my materials, and I couldn't help but feel a little sad as I thought of my beloved nurses. A little while later, Qin came over and saw me looking rather sad. She asked me what was wrong, if something had upset me, and if I could talk to her about it. I said no, I was just a little lost and lonely since I had just arrived. She said, "Just consider me your good friend, you can talk to me about anything," and so on. I said I really didn't, I'd get used to it. She said, "Then you can study it yourself, just call me if you need anything." I said thank you and okay, and she went to work. I started seriously reading and studying the training materials by myself. Before I knew it, it was time to leave work. Qin said, "Come to my house for dinner tonight, the food in the cafeteria isn't good." I felt a little embarrassed and wanted to decline, but she said very warmly, "We're colleagues, don't be so reserved. We'll be getting to know each other for a long time." I said, "Okay, I won't be polite." When we got close to her house, I saw a shop. I thought to myself, "It's my first time visiting someone's house, there might be children or elderly people at home, it would be impolite to go empty-handed." I made an excuse... I told her to call home and ask for her house number so I could come right away. She said okay, I'd go back and cook, and told me to hurry up. (At that time, we didn't have cell phone service in my area.) I went in and bought some fruit and gift boxes. When I got to her house, I knocked on the door. She opened it and saw all the things I'd bought, and said, "What are you doing? I called you over, not to buy things! You're really something!" I said, "It's my first time here, just a little gift, please don't be angry." After I came in, she told me to make myself, and she'd cook. I said okay. I went inside to look around. The room wasn't big, but it was clean and simple, probably a one-bedroom apartment. There was no one else there. I wondered if she'd asked her family to leave so I wouldn't feel awkward. While I was thinking, she... The dishes came out, very simple: two vegetarian dishes (probably bought beforehand), one meat dish, and a soup. She said it was just a simple home-cooked meal, so I shouldn't mind. Of course I didn't mind, and quickly said it was good, cleaner and tastier than what you get outside. Qin said I was good at sweet-talking. She took out a bottle of baijiu (Chinese liquor) and said, "Have some." I quickly declined, saying I can't hold my liquor; one ounce of baijiu is enough to knock me out, two glasses of red wine, and I don't drink beer—I don't like the taste. Qin said, "Don't be shy, just drink a little. How can you not drink when guests come over for dinner?" (My area has a minority group where drinking is rampant). I said I really couldn't drink. Qin said, "Just a small glass, I couldn't refuse, so I poured myself a small glass, about half an ounce. She poured herself a large glass, more than an ounce. We ate and chatted, and as the alcohol took effect, I asked… "Qin, why are you alone? Where are the others?" Qin's smiling face suddenly turned sad. I was startled and quickly shut my mouth, not daring to say anything more. Qin cried for a while, then suddenly looked up, wiped away her tears, and said, "Come eat. I was a little out of line earlier, I'm sorry." I could only eat my food silently, not even knowing what it tasted like. I also thought of my girlfriend and remained silent for a while. Qin asked me if I was married. I shook my head! She was a little puzzled and said, "You're so good-looking, how come you're not married yet? You're good-looking, tall, and a key technical member of the institute. {I'm 176cm tall and look a lot like the celebrity Sun Xing.} How come no one wants you?" I felt so embarrassed. Under the influence of alcohol, we opened up and started talking. It turns out Qin got married a long time ago. Her husband was the only son in his family and had always wanted a child. But sometimes fate is unfair; Qin's first pregnancy was an ectopic pregnancy. After surgery, she couldn't get pregnant again. Despite multiple treatments, she couldn't be cured, and they eventually divorced in despair. From then on, Qin tried hard to soothe her wounded heart through her work. "Sigh," I said, "this silly me unintentionally stirred up Qin's painful past. I quickly apologized, not knowing what to say. At that moment, any words of comfort seemed superfluous. Because my own experience was also painful, we cried together. We talked until late at night. After everyone calmed down a bit, it was very late..." Back to the hospital, Qin said not to go back, it wasn't safe on the road, and to just stay at her place for the night. She offered to sleep on the sofa and let me sleep in her bed, but I said no, I'd rather sleep on the sofa. As we were arguing, because we were both in a bad mood and under the influence of alcohol, we both became unsteady and fell to the ground at the same time. Her house had a carpet on the floor, which is a custom of our ethnic minority, so we lay side by side and laughed. She said I wasn't like a man, getting drunk from such a small amount of alcohol. Men are most afraid of being told they're not like men, and I'm the same way. I said, who's not like a man? I'm definitely a man, and in my bravado, I blurted out, "Try it if you don't believe me." Qin said, "Do you dare?" "Damn, you underestimate me?" I rolled over and pinned Qin down. Women look much more alluring after drinking than usual; her face was rosy, and her big, bushy eyes were full of temptation. I was completely out of control, my mind filled with thoughts of my lover. I felt like Qin was my beloved. I slowly kissed Qin's lips, and under the influence of alcohol, we kissed passionately. Before I knew it, Qin and I were on the bed, making love wildly. Then we fell asleep leaning against each other. Alcohol is no good. Several nurses, including my beloved, had all had their encounters while drunk. The next morning, I woke up to find Qin still asleep in my arms. I felt guilty for my love for Qin. Looking at Qin sleeping, she was so captivating, but I didn't do anything. We had all been drunk the night before, and Qin might be angry when she sobered up. A little while later, Qin woke up too. Seeing us lying naked in my arms, Qin sat up abruptly, covered her chest with the blanket, and asked me, her face flushed, "How did this happen?" I...said sorry, I drank too much last night, and I don't remember anything after that. Qin looked at my sincere expression and suddenly laughed, which confused me. I asked, "What are you laughing at?" Qin's laughter was really adorable. She laughed and said, "You really dare to do that?" I..."Why wouldn't I dare?" She laughed and started hitting me, the blanket slipping off her body and revealing her beautiful breasts to me. Although Qin was over 30, she had a great figure and skin, and her breasts hadn't sagged; they were still like a young girl's, full and white. When she saw me staring intently at her breasts, she quickly covered them again and said, "Don't look! You little pervert!" "Who the hell is the pervert? If you hadn't given me drinks and seduced me, why would I be by your side?" I thought this to myself, but didn't dare say it aloud. Since it was almost time for work, Qin got up to get dressed. That's when I saw her whole body. Her skin was fair, her buttocks round and high. I couldn't see her genitals, but even her back view was enough to make any man infatuated. If it weren't for the strong opposition from her husband's family, they probably wouldn't have separated. While Qin was washing up, I secretly smelled her blankets. They smelled so good! A woman's unique fragrance has always been my favorite. Then I got up, dressed, and went to wash up too. Qin had already prepared everything for me. I quietly finished washing up, and we went out for breakfast together. I felt embarrassed the whole time, but Qin was very generous, chatting and laughing with me the whole way. I felt ashamed, not even as good as a woman. At the hospital, I continued working on my research, while Qin checked the nurses' records, checking on me every now and then. I felt guilty towards Qin. She generously kept touching my face and head, as if to tell me it was nothing, and that things would be alright in the future. During those few days, we joked around as if nothing was wrong, discussing the training content. The dean and I also exchanged our views, as well as our opinions on case analysis and treatment. Later, I learned from other nurses that Qin was already 36 years old, making her 9 years older than me. I was 27 that year, but Qin was very well-maintained and looked only about 30. In front of everyone, Qin was always a cheerful and gentle older sister. The other nurses respected Qin very much and even joked with me, telling me to take good care of Sister Qin. A week later, it was Qin's birthday. Another nurse told me, but no one else knew. This nurse mysteriously told me that Sister Qin liked me very much and didn't want her to tell anyone about her birthday. But I knew I should celebrate Qin's birthday. That afternoon, I specially took half a day off and went out alone to choose a gift for Qin. Since I didn't know what to choose, I asked the nurse if she liked us. She asked me with ill intent what I wanted to do. I said, "What do you mean? I'm just thanking Sister Qin for her help!" She told me Qin really liked silk scarves. Knowing this, I went out and searched many stores before finally choosing one with my own eye. Then I ordered a cake and a banquet table. After that, I knew it would be a bit awkward if Qin and I were alone, so I invited a few nurses Qin valued to celebrate her birthday together. But I didn't let Qin know beforehand; I had one of the nurses who knew her birthday trick her into coming. After get off work, Qin, deceived by the nurse, came to the restaurant I had booked. When Qin came in and saw this scene, I could sense a lot of complex emotions in her eyes. I could tell that Qin hadn't had anyone celebrate her birthday like this in a long time. Tears streamed down Qin's face, and she glared at me fiercely. I lowered my head in fright, but said that today, to thank everyone for their help, I wanted to celebrate Qin's birthday and thank them all for their support. Qin had no choice but to sit down. We began to talk about Qin's... Congratulations! I led the singing of "Happy Birthday" to her. This time, Qin really drank until Ding was completely drunk, and the other nurses were all quite tipsy too. I didn't drink, so it was my responsibility to take Qin home after the party. I could say I half-carried, half-helped her to her house. As soon as we entered, she hugged me and asked how I knew it was her birthday. I didn't dare say that a junior nurse had told me, but I said I'd seen her at her house by chance. She looked at me with blurry eyes and said, "You're quite thoughtful, aren't you?" A smile crept onto her lips. She said she couldn't stand and asked me to help her to the bedroom. I helped her in, and when we entered the bedroom, Qin was like a boneless lump of flesh; I had to carry her in. After I put her on the bed, Qin opened her eyes and asked me to help her take off her coat. While I was helping her take off her coat, she suddenly hugged me and kissed me without saying a word. Then she lay down on the bed, and I naturally climbed on top of her. The scent of Qin as a woman began to waft towards me. The alcohol fumes filled my nostrils, and under the intoxicating scent of her breath, I too felt a little aroused. We kissed passionately, and my desire ignited within me. My hands began to caress Qin's body, and when my hand touched her breasts, I couldn't resist. Qin's breasts were large and soft; after all, she was over 30, and while they lacked the elasticity of a young girl, they possessed the softness of a mature woman. As I greedily caressed them, I helped Qin remove her clothes, revealing a beautiful and alluring body before me. Last time with Zui Xi, I was so confused that I didn't feel anything, but this time I wouldn't be so foolish. I caressed and admired her, my mouth slowly moving to Qin's breasts. I kissed her breasts, and my hands began to caress Qin's genitals. Qin had a lot of pubic hair, thick and smooth, neatly lying on her mons pubis. Her genitals were full and felt wonderful to touch. Qin's genitals... It was the kind that was very long and large, with full labia majora and small but thick labia minora. I couldn't cover the entire vulva with one hand. The cleft was 7-8 centimeters long, completely different from the previous women. Under my caresses, Qin kept moaning. I spread Qin's legs to look at her vulva. The color was relatively dark, but the cleft was still quite pink. Under my caresses, perhaps with the effect of alcohol, Qin's vagina secreted a large amount of mucus, covering my hand. I brought my hand closer to my nose and smelled it; there was no strange smell, meaning Qin didn't have any gynecological problems and was a healthy woman. After all, she worked in a hospital, so she knew about these issues. Because she hadn't washed her vulva, the urine smell was relatively strong, but her secretions had an indescribable, very tempting smell, the kind that makes you want to try it. Qin probably hadn't had sex in a long time before me. I kept stroking and kissing Qin. Her lower body became increasingly moist, and the scent became fainter. I kissed down her abdomen to Qin's genitals. I really liked the scent of Qin's genitals. Who cares if it's dirty or not, I'll kiss it first. I kissed Qin's genitals first. Under my caresses, her clitoris had already swelled up quite a bit. But I still had some psychological barriers to kissing further down. I decided to wash Qin first before kissing her. I put Qin's legs down. Qin asked what I was doing. I said, "How about I wash your genitals?" She said okay. I went to get water and washed her. The scent was much better. I started stroking and kissing her again. At this point, Qin was already unconscious and could do whatever I wanted. When my mouth reached her vaginal opening, Qin suddenly blocked my head and said, "Why didn't you get dirty first?" It seemed she had never experienced oral sex before. I said, "I don't mind that you're dirty. I've already washed you." She was still a little resistant, but... With a feeble resistance, I told her it felt good, and she finally removed her hands. I parted Qin's labia, exposing her entire vagina and urethra. Her urethral opening was relatively large, but her vaginal opening was somewhat small, with many small folds of flesh around the vaginal opening, unlike other women where the folds are mostly inside the vagina and few on the outside. When I took Qin's entire vulva into my mouth, she began to moan loudly. I kept licking her vulva, occasionally sticking my tongue into her vagina, teasing her with the tip. Her expression began to contort, and she grabbed my head, shoving her vulva forcefully into my mouth. Damn, her vulva was too big; it couldn't fit in my mouth, and it even covered my nose, almost suffocating me. I struggled to free myself, saying, "You almost suffocated me!" But Qin said, "It feels so good to kiss you." With my continued kissing, Qin's vaginal opening opened, and I put my small... My brother shoved his penis into her vagina with a quick thrust. Wow, Qin's vagina was so hot, like a furnace! And Qin's vagina was so deep. I hadn't even gone all the way in at once. I lifted Qin's legs and spread them apart, then used my inner muscles to push in until I vaguely touched her cervix. At this point, Qin couldn't resist my temptation. She started lifting her buttocks to cooperate with my penetration. After more than 10 minutes of thrusting, I finally couldn't hold back and ejaculated. Qin seemed to still want more, still desperately clinging to me and wriggling. A young woman without sex, how pitiful. After I ejaculated, Qin cooled down and went limp. I cleaned her genitals, got into bed, and hugged Qin. Qin also tried to climb into my arms, resting her head against mine and kissing me a few times, saying she wanted more. After resting for about half an hour, Qin fell asleep. I thought I'd wait until tomorrow. Tomorrow is a good day off. It's nice at your house. Okay, I slept with her in my arms. Around 8 a.m., I woke up needing to pee and went downstairs. Qin woke up too, went downstairs to pee, and came back to crawl into my arms without saying a word. I asked what was wrong, and she shook her head. After a while, she said, "If only it could last forever like this, sigh." A poor woman. I turned to look at Qin. She was a little embarrassed and covered my eyes with her hands, saying, "Don't look, I'm so ashamed." I pulled her into my arms, and Qin obediently slid over. Her soft, fragrant body made me want to touch her. I started to gently caress her again. Her mouth was slightly open, her eyes closed, enjoying my caresses. I kissed her lips, and her tongue immediately slipped into my mouth. Then she suddenly rolled over and climbed on top of me, saying, "You were on top of me last night, so let me be on top of you now." We kissed like this for more than 10 minutes, her large, soft breasts rubbing against my chest, making...My lust flared up again, and Qin sensed it. She plopped down on me, trapping my entire penis inside her. Then, Qin began to writhe her hips, and soon I felt something flowing down my penis. A large amount of fluid was secreted from Qin's vagina. When Qin lifted her hips and sat down again, it made a squelching sound. Gradually, Qin's breathing became rapid, and her hip movements became faster and more intense. Her hips slapped against my lower abdomen harder and harder, with each slap accompanied by a pleasant moan from Qin's throat. With each powerful thrust, Qin's moans... The moans grew louder and louder. After about 20 minutes, Qin suddenly hugged me and kissed me passionately, making pleasurable sounds. A moment later, I felt a large amount of fluid gushing from Qin's vagina, soaking my abdomen and legs. Qin lay on top of me, motionless. I knew she had climaxed. Qin was breathing heavily. I closed my eyes and released my pent-up emotions in Qin. Finally, Qin stopped moving, remaining on top of me for a while before getting up. She looked at me and smiled, asking if I was crazy. I laughed and said I was afraid of her; I'd be tortured to death by her within days of marrying her. She laughed and hit me, saying I was so bad. Qin got up... She helped me dry off, then went to wash her genitals. I washed mine too, and we went back to bed. I held her close. She seemed satisfied, but I wasn't. I laid her down and started kissing her. Qin said, "You're amazing! Aren't you done yet?" I said, "You're enjoying yourself, so you don't care about me anymore. Now it's my turn to torment you." I kissed her, but it wasn't enough. I told her to get up. She looked at me blankly and asked, "What do you want to do?" I said, "Get up and straddle my mouth." Qin said, "How can you be so perverted? You even kiss my private parts! You're so dirty!" But she quickly straddled my mouth, her long, fleshy genitals exposed to my... Right now, I was holding her buttocks and greedily sucking her vulva into my mouth. Her vulva was too big; it couldn't fit in my mouth at all. I mainly kissed her vulva and urethra. Soon, her vagina started secreting fluid again, and this time it tasted much better than before. I really liked the slightly urinous smell. With my continued sucking, Qin's reaction became stronger. Her vulva started wriggling in my mouth, and she kept saying how good it felt. "You really know how to play," I said. Then I got up and made her crawl on her stomach, sticking her buttocks up. She did as I said, and from behind, I could see her vulva... Her vulva was truly large and alluring, so plump and tempting. I climbed behind her, parted her large, fleshy vulva, and revealed all the tender, juicy flesh inside. I took it in my mouth and sucked on it relentlessly. Qin kept moaning. After I had had my fill, I thrust my entire penis inside her from behind. Qin let out a cry, and I began to pump wildly. Qin kept pushing her hips back with my movements. After a few more thrusts, I finally couldn't hold back and ejaculated, shooting all my semen into Qin's vagina. Qin looked like she was about to die. As my grip loosened, she collapsed onto the bed. I quickly removed two fingers... Following the direction of Qin's buttocks, I inserted my fingers into Qin's vagina and slowly stirred them inside. The semen inside her vagina made a sizzling sound as my fingers stirred. After stirring for about a few minutes, Qin suddenly tightened her legs, and her vagina began to contract violently, sucking my two fingers tightly inside. She kept making "ah ah" sounds. I quickly turned Qin over, spread her legs, and started kissing her vagina again. At this point, Qin really couldn't take it anymore, and a gush of hot water spurted out from her thick pubic hair, spraying my face. Some of it dripped down the corner of my mouth and into mine, leaving a slightly astringent taste. Neither of them tasted good. At that moment, my penis inexplicably became erect again, so I climbed on top of Qin and thrust inside her. Qin's vagina felt so tight. I thrust in and out while continuing to kiss her. I continued like this for another half hour before ejaculating again. My strength was at its limit, and I collapsed weakly onto Qin. We lay there together for over half an hour before recovering. Qin stroked my face and said, "What did I owe you in my past life to deserve this torment? You're almost killing me!" I replied, "Seeing you, I can't believe I have such energy. You're so attractive." I couldn't control myself, and we drifted off into passionate lovemaking amidst laughter and conversation. Perhaps we were too tired, as we slept until evening before waking up, feeling incredibly hungry. We got up and made something to eat. After dinner, we sat on the sofa, and Qin nestled in my arms, sadly saying, "When will days like this come again?" I held her without saying anything. After a while, she said that what I had done to her was making her sore. I laid Qin down and looked at her genitals; they were indeed swollen and red. Then I kissed Qin's genitals again and said, "I'll die from this place of yours sooner or later." Qin hugged me and laughed, saying, "That's good." In the short period that followed, we were passionate every day. I even moved in with Qin. Unfortunately, half a month flew by, the training ended, and I had to return to the hospital where I worked. Qin was also working in her place. Whenever I had the chance, I would stay with Qin for a few days. Our beautiful relationship continued until I left the hospital and went to another city. Beautiful things are always so fleeting."When will such days ever come again?" I held her without saying a word. After a while, she said her lower body was a little sore from what I'd done. I laid Qin down and looked at her genitals; they were indeed swollen and red. Then I kissed Qin's genitals again and said, "I'll die from this place of yours sooner or later." Qin hugged me and laughed, saying, "That's good." In the short time that followed, we were passionate every day. I even moved in with Qin. But unfortunately, half a month flew by, the training ended, and I had to return to the hospital where I worked. Qin was also working in her place. Whenever I had the chance, I would stay with Qin for a few days. Our beautiful relationship continued until I left the hospital and went to another city. Beautiful things are always so short-lived."When will such days ever come again?" I held her without saying a word. After a while, she said her lower body was a little sore from what I'd done. I laid Qin down and looked at her genitals; they were indeed swollen and red. Then I kissed Qin's genitals again and said, "I'll die from this place of yours sooner or later." Qin hugged me and laughed, saying, "That's good." In the short time that followed, we were passionate every day. I even moved in with Qin. But unfortunately, half a month flew by, the training ended, and I had to return to the hospital where I worked. Qin was also working in her place. Whenever I had the chance, I would stay with Qin for a few days. Our beautiful relationship continued until I left the hospital and went to another city. Beautiful things are always so short-lived.

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